"Cloning Chaos: A Family Affair"
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As I surveyed the carbon copies of my girlfriend dispersed around the room in various stages of shock and hilarity, I admitted to myself that my clone invention needed serious adjustments. I sighed audibly, a hint of amusement coloring the sound.
"What's wrong, babe?" my girlfriend asked, confusion marking her adorable freckled face.
"Well, for starters," I answered, handing her a nametag, "I apparently need these now to tell you apart from my mom."
I pivoted to what was either Mom or my brother Tommy, fumbling with their newly impressive breasts. "Here, you might need this." I handed the nametag over, trying desperately not to stare at the ridiculous sight.
"Gee thanks," my brother replied, finally settling his troublesome bosom. He used the nametag marker to write 'Tommy' across his chest.
"Look at these nails!" Cried another clone, sporting the same ginger curls and emerald eyes that usually sparkled above my girlfriend's sultry grins. I smiled, recognized the tone; that was definitely Dad laughing. He always knew how to make a bad situation comedic.
"I feel like Fabio. Except, well," he gestured towards his chest and we all laughed.
"Dad, Fabio didn't have giant knockers," I jested, and he chuckled heartily.
Next, a clone stalked over with a stern look on her face, newly long and curly red hair thrown into a ponytail. I knew that grump anywhere and handed over another nametag without hesitation.
"Never thought I'd have to wear a nametag in my own house, Baby Bro," my other brother, Mike, grumbled as he scribbled his name across the sticker.
Suddenly, a cheerful voice piped up from the corner. "On the bright side," mom chimed in with a rosy grin, "I haven't been this young in decades!"
"Mom, you're a femme fatale now, alright," I retorted, chuckling amidst the absurdity.
Out of nowhere, Mom bubbled with enthusiasm. "Oh, we should take a family picture!"
"Gross!" Tommy exclaimed, "I am NOT taking a family photo looking like this!"
"Come on, Tommy," Dad called over, posing with a finger to his lips in faux thought, "It'll be our family's sexiest picture yet!"
I had to admit, as awkward as this unplanned situation was, it did bring a lot more laughter and unpredictability into our disconcertingly normal lives. And for an inventor who just cloned his busty girlfriend, I suddenly felt like the sane one.
This story was generated by user zach3 with assistance by one of OpenAI’s large-scale language-generation model; prompts used to help generate the story are shown below.
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Prompt: write a story with lots of dialogue about how After my clone invention had a mishap. My house has been a bit weirder. My girlfriend said she was willing to test the machine for me which was awesome. Unfortunately, It malfunctioned and cloned my family. Now my family all look like my busty redheaded girlfriend. I’m going to need name tags to tell who is who. Or maybe not the one fondling her boobs is probably my brother. But what about my other brother mom and dad I grab some nametags and hand them to my family so they can put them on. When the men of my family write their names down, they couldn't help but laugh seeing their newly black painted and long nails each of them quipping about the nails they now sported. They also couldn't believe the amount of hair they had, my dad flung his hair about he was balding, so this new hair was quite the surprise, he said he felt like Fabio I of course told him Fabio didn't have double D cups on his chest. My other brother was annoyed with his hair, so he threw it into a ponytail, my other brother began to headbang with his flowing locks It was awkward for all the guys in my family to have boobs and curves that they definitely didn't have before. Everyone's personalities were a giveaway too my dad was still wisecracking and snarky. My brother was the same energetic guy he always was. My other brother was much like my dad and decided to bust a few jokes about the situation and my mom was pretty pleased to be younger again. My mom suggested we all take a family photo together which was a funny idea. Everyone except me now looking like my curvy and busty girlfriend all in the same green low cut dress she had been wearing when the change took place one was doing a duck face one was throwing up a peace sign one was winking at the camera the other was cupping their boobs in the photo. This invention has caused quite the change to my family, Though I will admit were the sexiest and most busty family in town. Write lots of dialogue.
Response: As I surveyed the carbon copies of my girlfriend dispersed around the room in various stages of shock and hilarity, I admitted to myself that my clone invention needed serious adjustments. I sighed audibly, a hint of amusement coloring the sound. "What's wrong, babe?" my girlfriend asked, confusion marking her adorable freckled face. "Well, for starters," I answered, handing her a nametag, "I apparently need these now to tell you apart from my mom." I pivoted to what was either Mom or my brother Tommy, fumbling with their newly impressive breasts. "Here, you might need this." I handed the nametag over, trying desperately not to stare at the ridiculous sight. "Gee thanks," my brother replied, finally settling his troublesome bosom. He used the nametag marker to write 'Tommy' across his chest. "Look at these nails!" Cried another clone, sporting the same ginger curls and emerald eyes that usually sparkled above my girlfriend's sultry grins. I smiled, recognized the tone; that was definitely Dad laughing. He always knew how to make a bad situation comedic. "I feel like Fabio. Except, well," he gestured towards his chest and we all laughed. "Dad, Fabio didn't have giant knockers," I jested, and he chuckled heartily. Next, a clone stalked over with a stern look on her face, newly long and curly red hair thrown into a ponytail. I knew that grump anywhere and handed over another nametag without hesitation. "Never thought I'd have to wear a nametag in my own house, Baby Bro," my other brother, Mike, grumbled as he scribbled his name across the sticker. Suddenly, a cheerful voice piped up from the corner. "On the bright side," mom chimed in with a rosy grin, "I haven't been this young in decades!" "Mom, you're a femme fatale now, alright," I retorted, chuckling amidst the absurdity. Out of nowhere, Mom bubbled with enthusiasm. "Oh, we should take a family picture!" "Gross!" Tommy exclaimed, "I am NOT taking a family photo looking like this!" "Come on, Tommy," Dad called over, posing with a finger to his lips in faux thought, "It'll be our family's sexiest picture yet!" I had to admit, as awkward as this unplanned situation was, it did bring a lot more laughter and unpredictability into our disconcertingly normal lives. And for an inventor who just cloned his busty girlfriend, I suddenly felt like the sane one.
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